All That Matters

Curly

Paisley p.o.v

The hours droned along as i went to all my other classes. I had gym right before lunch which didn go too well.. Let just say some bitth "accidentally" nailed me in the face with a soccer ball.. I was gonna tear her limb from limb but Gina held me back. It's the end of the day and I'm headed to my 6th hour.

"Hey girly!" A high pitched voice yells down the hallway. I smile and turn around already knowing it's my cheeky friend Angelina. "Ready for choir?", she chirps. "Actually yeah", i say with a smile.

Choir is the only class out of the day i actually don't mind because i like to sing. Once im out of this prison I'm going to move to L.A. to chase my dreams of being a singer. Im not looking for "fame" and "royalty", i just want to be heard through my music.

As we walk into the classroom i see my choir teacher Mr. Avery at the piano warming up his fingers. I walk across the room and tazor Gina in the sides. I laugh when she jumps 5 feet into the air and turns around with a shocked face. "Really?", she asks with a smile and we take our seats in the back of the room. We do our vocal warm ups and move onto learning our music.

As Mr.Avery passes out the music, the door slams causing me and most of the class to look up. In walks in a 6 foot brown haired boy, with curly hair. He had a white T-shirt and black jeans on with a grey beanie. His arms were covered in tattoos and his face held a smirk.

"Hello Harry please take a seat wherever you like", Mr. Avery said with a smile. Harry put down the guitar he had been holding and took a seat directly behind me. Fantastic. "Harry is a new student here who just moved in from England!", Mr. Avery exclaimed.

I turned around to see Harry slumping back in his chair. Im not gonna lie, he is the definition of gorgeous. He has beautiful bright green eyes, and you can see the chiseled abs and tattoos under his thin white shirt. He look up at me and gave me a small smile. I smiled back and turned around trying to concentrate on the lecture Mr. Avery was giving. It was very hard, i had a big distraction...

Harry p.o.v

Why are all these people fucking staring at me? I couldn't get my damn locker open and i lost my way through the school. They don't have to stare at me like i killed 10 people. "Hello Harry, take a seat wherever you like", the teacher said as i walked in the class. As i walk through i already see all the people I'm not gonna like.

The fake bitthes in the front who only care about their makeup, and the guys in the back who should be on glee and not here in highschool. "Harry is a new student here who moved in from England!", the teacher exclaimed a little too gitty if you ask me.

As i sat down in the back of the class, i noticed the girl with red hair in front of me. She was absolutely breathtaking. She had curled red hair that fell down to her waist and freckles. She turned around and looked at me with gorgeous brown eyes. She was beautiful. I smiled at her and she smiled back.

She has a gorgeous smile. As the teacher droned on about todays lesson on notes (which I already knew), i couldn't get my mind off of the girl in front of me. She seemed different.. In a special kinda way.

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